It seems the last couple of weeks I’ve been out in the wide world - first a week in the hospital gynaecology clinic and then a week in Wellington (photos to follow when I get some) for my last block of class of the year. And while both these events were necessary and allowed me to acquire knowledge I wouldn’t otherwise be privy too - it wasn’t the midwifery sort of feeling that I covet and feel best in. In other words - it just wasn’t home.

But I’m back now, and despite a couple of pesky exams looming in the corners (and yes, they still loom despite my ever-maturing attitude of refusing to be intimidated) I’m most looking forward to welcoming the fourth baby from one of my favourite homebirth families - in fact the very first homebirth family to honour me with a place at their birth last year.

That and postponed Thanksgiving dinner with the expatriate Canadians and lots of snuggling with the thing-which-is-unbelieveably-almost-not-a-baby (sporting multiple teeth now!) and hanging out with good (and ridiculous) conversation and company. I’m blissfully aware of my wonderful, amazing lot in life.

And, perhaps most wonderful of all - I finally made a lemon meringue pie. And - O - it is a thing of beauty. And yes, I must be the one perverse person in the world to bake a rectangular pie. Hopefully it’s also edible - we will eat in as soon as I am finished studying cervical screening theory. . . which is what I am clearly doing now. . . as you can see. . .

. . . just  back me up on this one, ok? Surely I deserve a break to inform you of the sweetness of my home.

sweet, sweet, sweet home that it is.

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